The conversation between father and son did not last long because Jiang Zhimiao had already walked in front of them.

Father Shen raised his eyes, looked at the little girl in front of him, and said , " Why is it over so soon?"

Jiang Zhimiao said softly , " It's a harassing call."

Fu Shaoyu's phone call was not a harassment call.

Sensing the gaze lingering on her face, Jiang Zhimiao turned her head slightly and looked over. There was some real doubt in her calm and gentle eyes. She turned back and looked at Shen Zhuowen. Shen Zhuowen's eyes were too complicated and a little... The meaning of scrutiny.

"What's wrong?"

The darkness in Shen Zhuowen's dark eyes floated uncertainly. After a few seconds, it fell heavily, forming a deep and restrained sea, "It's nothing."

Father Shen answered at the same time , " He is shy."

Will Shen Zhuowen be shy?

Jiang Zhimiao didn't believe it, but looking at the middle-aged man's gentle eyes, he raised the corners of his lips and said , " This is the first time I've seen Mr. Shen shy."

Father Shen , " Mr. Shen?"

Jiang Zhimiao's expression paused, and then he realized that he had called out the customary title.

In the eyes of outsiders, this title is too unfamiliar.

It seems that the two are not a couple.

The line of her lips was slightly pursed into a thin line, and she was thinking of any reason to make up for it.

Shen Zhuowen took a step forward and pushed the wheelchair, "What a young person is called."

Father Shen's face showed a strange expression.

The four words "upper class" represent not only power and wealth, but also some unknown and abnormal habits. Father Shen has been immersed in it all year round and has heard about it.

He didn't know when his child had something like this——

Hobby.

Shen Zhuowen pushed Shen's father into a small pavilion with sunlight. He turned his head and heard his father whispering to Jiang Zhimiao.

"If you don't like it, you must refuse. But as a father, I still feel sorry for my child. He really went too far. You can just call the police and arrest him."

Jiang Zhimiao raised his head and glanced at Shen Zhuowen. He didn't know what kind of image he had in front of Father Shen, so that he could say such things.

There was a slight smile on her beautiful face, and she responded obediently , " Okay, I understand, uncle."

However, she still explained , " Actually, I just prefer to be called this name, and it can be regarded as our little fun."

Father Shen smiled, "I understand, but I'm worried that you will be deceived by him——"

Shen Zhuowen reminded , " Dad, I am your son."

"It's precisely because you are my son." Father Shen looked back at Jiang Zhimiao and said the second half , " So I can't favor him. He has received too much preferential treatment."

Jiang Zhimiao likes Father Shen's character very much.

Similarly, she actually quite likes to see Shen Zhuowen being deflated.

She raised her eyes slightly, blinked at Shen Zhuowen, and said in a brisk tone , " I think you are right."

Father Shen and Jiang Zhimiao got along very well.

The two of them have their own opinions on eating, and would rather not eat than make do with it.

As luck would have it, Father Shen invited Jiang Zhimiao to have lunch at the nursing home.

Unlike other nursing homes.

The lunch at the sanatorium here is different for each customer, and the food is prepared separately. Additional orders must be informed in advance, otherwise the meal time will be delayed.

Jiang Zhimiao accompanied Father Shen for a walk, and the nurse came over to inform them that dinner was ready.

Shen Zhuowen is working, he will follow later.

Jiang Zhimiao looked back at the man who was on the phone, looked away, and concentrated on helping Father Shen push the wheelchair.

The two figures gradually moved away.

Shen Zhuowen turned his head and looked around, his eyes moving.

"Ms. Jiang." The middle-aged man's polite voice sounded.

Jiang Zhimiao responded, "Uncle?"

Father Shen raised his head and said softly , " If you don't like Zhuo Wen, don't give him the slightest hope if we break up in the future."

Jiang Zhimiao's hand holding the wheelchair tightened slightly.

Father Shen smiled gently , " Of course, I'm not threatening you or warning you, it's just that he is my son, and as a father, I still don't want him to be hurt too deeply."

The first time he saw Jiang Zhimiao, Father Shen knew very well that she was different from his son.

She has a certain liking for Shen Zhuowen, but it's definitely not deep.

It is an existence that can be separated.

The person in the game is in the game and can't see through it.

But he saw through it at a glance.

Jiang Zhimiao lowered her eyes with a gentle expression. She listened to the footsteps slowly approaching behind her and said , " I promise you, uncle."

Father Shen smiled and nodded, pointing to the position leaning against the cafeteria window.

The meal is ready.

Jiang Zhimiao pushed Father Shen over.

The next second, Shen Zhuowen's palm covered the back of Jiang Zhimiao's hand, and his body temperature spread. He glanced at Jiang Zhimiao and said, "I'll do it."

Jiang Zhimiao didn't resist, and let go when someone had a firm grip.

The seat by the window has been removed, making it easier for Father Shen to push the wheelchair in.

Jiang Zhimiao sat down opposite Father Shen's side.

Shen Zhuowen wanted to sit next to Father Shen, but Father Shen stopped him, "I don't need you, you sit with my daughter-in-law."

Shen Zhuowen's eyebrows were light, and he could vaguely see a little helplessness.

The sun shone slantly from the window and fell on the noble man. His thin shirt was tight and his muscle lines were aborted, attracting the attention of many people. But he was used to this kind of gaze. He stood up and walked to the aisle casually, Jiang Zhi Miao was sitting on the outside. The distance between the table and the table was very narrow. If he wanted to go in, he would inevitably pass by the woman.

Jiang Zhimiao raised his head and looked at him, curled his lips, and moved the chair inwards.

Make way for him.

Shen Zhuowen glanced at her with lowered eyes and walked sideways into the window seat.

The slender hair hooked over his palm.

Subtle heat is steaming.

Maybe it was because it was afternoon, the sun was approaching its peak, and the air-conditioned canteen was getting a little warm.

Shen Zhuowen unbuttoned the two buttons on his collar and casually placed his water glass on the side of Jiang Zhimiao's hand. He and Father Shen continued to chat.

Jiang Zhimiao listened for a while, mostly talking about the future development of the Shen family and some of the group's internal reform measures. She was secretly frightened because if Shen Zhuowen really wanted to implement it, it would definitely be a disaster for the group. Make huge waves.

She lowered her eyes weakly, trying to block their conversation.

Tiny droplets of water kept rising on the cold water glass.

And not far from it, his own water glass was empty.

forming two distinct extremes.

The man's voice came to him at the right time , " You can drink if you want, I haven't moved."

Jiang Zhimiao , " ?"

She raised her head and looked over, and Father Shen also looked over. He pursed his lips, seeming to let her relax.

The food in the cafeteria was dry and the soup had a fishy smell. Jiang Zhimiao's tongue was very sensitive, so he stopped eating, but his mouth was still dry and fishy.

After hesitating for a moment, she picked up Shen Zhuowen's water glass.

"By the way, there is another thing in the circle that should be of great interest to you, father -" he said.

Father Shen asked , " What?"

Shen Zhuowen , " The heir to the Ning family was not born to Ning's father."

Father Ning and Father Shen once had a personal feud over several projects.

Father Shen didn't expect such a thing to happen, and asked unexpectedly , " How did you find out?"

"The blood types don't match." Shen Zhuowen saw the woman drink the water in sips and put the cup down. He stretched out his hand and took a sip from his red lips. He was so familiar with it that it seemed like this kind of thing had become commonplace. "Then I did it. DNA, it turns out that he is really not his son.”

Father Shen smiled and said , " At first he cursed my son as not his biological son, but now the retribution is upon him."

Shen Zhuowen said lightly , " Normal."

The corner of his eyes rested on the thoughtful Jiang Zhimiao.

After dinner, Jiang Zhimiao excused herself to go to the toilet to touch up her makeup.

The bright lipstick creates a beautiful arc.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at herself in the mirror, beautiful and beautiful, but the bitterness in her eyes seemed to be indelible.

She lowered her head and sent a message.